Across the Caves

There was a storybook inside her mind Elle never read it; she never thought She’d have to read it, well Elle got lost Across the caves is the powder and rust Make up words for what you’ve begun Thought you were happy just being sad I never wanted to be that song I’d laugh at anything to carry on Across the caves his diamonds are dust Still you’re filled with birthdays and bugs Gray lost your thoughts in her family’s home after dinner then Broke all that fought in her gaudy throne, kids them just to win Across the caves is powder and rust Make up words for what you’ve begun Across the caves his diamonds are dust Still you’re filled with birthdays and bugs Hey my king, I know it’s late to be great But obviously your stoic tone won't float with holes All ordinary, I know it’s right to be like